Tumgik
#all the pining
noahhawthorneauthor · 9 months
Text
“If all else fails, I promise to do everything it takes to return to you, Arlo. And when I do, this is where I will be. I always have, and always will. This rock and I, we’re old friends of a sort. Perpetual and everlasting.”
Tumblr media
“And I promise to be here waiting.” I entangle my fingers with his, meeting his tired eyes. He looks so much better than yesterday, but there’s a dullness to him that I cannot deny, like a fading photograph. “Always."
Tumblr media
You guessed it, this is a @crossroadart-seabear appreciation post. Of the course the main fellows are beautiful and longing and wistful, but the market goers are so full of personality and detail they deserve their own ooh and aah moment.
Tumblr media
I especially love the musican, and the trumpet player in the distance. If you look closely, you can see the clocktower that Josse lives in. He's the inventor who made our beloved Floyd.
Also, isn't it so telling how Bosko watches over Arlo and Thatch? Grumpy old bird is good at that.
Tumblr media
What is your favorite detail?
42 notes · View notes
sulkycatart · 4 days
Text
Tumblr media
He doesn't know the love song I wrote is about him~
4 notes · View notes
consistentsquash · 1 year
Text
HOTD Femslash Friday Fic Rec! Rhaelicent
Fic - Tantalus
Author - eldritcher
Rating - M. 3600 words. Completed one-shot.
TL;DR - I woke up early to write this. So! It's that good. <3
Rec blurb - Alicent's blorbo is Rhaenyra. I mean it. Depending on Alicent's mood, Rhaenyra is either a cinnamon roll who can do no wrong or a poor little meow-meow war criminal. What doesn't change is the pining. Bitter, repressed, angry, resentful PINING in all caps. Even Rhaenyra dying doesn't actually make a difference to the pining because Alicent is The Queen of Pining Outside the Fabric of Reality.
Vibe quote
Alicent is left a fool's widow, to weep alone in the deepest night's darkness that besets her little chamber. She lies awake in penance, to atone for the dream-induced wet between her thighs, and she hears in the night's still a bright maiden's laughter
11 notes · View notes
hattersarts · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
im already at the south downs cottage guys, catch up
26K notes · View notes
plantsonplutoart · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
here’s Wolfstar being a couple of menaces and driving James up the wall while he’s trying to study (he’s only “studying” in the library in attempt to impress lily, so no harm done)
I’ve been hoarding a bunch of Marauders scribbles I’ll probably never clean up so expect more incoherent chaos
4K notes · View notes
guinevereslancelot · 1 year
Text
first base is wound tending second base is hand touching
37K notes · View notes
shatouto · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
両片思い
5K notes · View notes
hairmetal666 · 4 months
Text
Steve knows he falls in love too easily. Nancy told him, Robin too.
But falling in love with Eddie Munson is hard.
They're supposed to be friends after Vecna. They're supposed to be friends, but Steve can't get past what Eddie did in the Upside Down; how he put himself in a position to nearly die, how Dustin got hurt. It's not fair. He knows it's not, but it doesn't make the anger go away.
Eddie's part of the group now, though, and Steve won't leave him out, no matter how angry. They're all at movie nights, at pool parties, at Hellfire, at Corroded Coffin gigs. It's just that Steve and Eddie don't speak. And Steve is okay with it. If it's what it takes to make sure that they're all hanging out together, not talking to Eddie is a small thing. He's pretty sure Eddie doesn't mind. At least, he seems as uninterested in hanging out with Steve as Steve is with him.
It doesn't need to be anything more than that, and it isn't, not until Steve goes upstairs to get more sunscreen during one of the pool parties, and walks back downstairs to find Munson waiting for him in his kitchen.
"You need something?" He asks, unable to fully hide the way he jolts with surprise.
Eddie twists the rings on his fingers, something Steve's noticed he does whenever he's nervous. "You have a problem with me, Harrington?
"No, of course not," he answers too fast.
"C'mon, man. You can barely stand to be in the same room with me."
"That's not true! We're in one together right now."
Eddie rolls his eyes so hard that it has to hurt. "Don't do that. Don't pretend like you don't know what I mean. You can't stand to be alone with me for more than thirty seconds."
Steve splutters, searching for a plausible reason.
"Is it cause--" Eddie swallows, hand going back to cup his neck. "Is it cause you heard me tell Robin that I'm gay? Back at the hospital. Is it because--" he cuts himself off.
Something in Steve's chest clenches hard, warmth swooping dangerously in his stomach. "No," Steve says, means it. "I didn't hear. I didn't-- it has nothing to do with that. It's--that's cool. Thanks for--yeah, that's cool."
Eddie's smile is a brittle little thing. "Then, what else?" Eddie pulls a chunk of hair over his mouth. "I can't think of any other reason you'd hate me so much."
"I don't." And Steve hopes it's coming off as genuine. "I promise."
He can't help remember the camaraderie, the understanding, that started to grow between them in the Upside Down. The "don't cha, big boy?" of it all. They could be friends. They should be.
They shouldn't get into it. Not right here, not right now when the kids' splashes and excited screams filter through the sliding door.
"You're a shit liar, Harrington."
"Ed--I'm not--"
"You know what? Don't bother. I'll just--" He jolts in the direction of the front door.
"Don't be stupid, Munson."
"God, I can't believe I didn't see it before. You just fucking loathe me."
"I do not. Grow up."
"Oh, yeah? Then what's your problem?"
"There isn't--"
"Stop lying!"
"You didn't fucking think!" He shouts. Loud enough that the noise outside cuts off. "You pulled that shit in the Upside Down and you almost died! Dustin got hurt!"
Eddie blinks his big brown eyes in stunned surprise.
"I told you, I said, 'dont try to be cute or be a hero or something.' And you know what you said? Do you?"
Eddie won't look at him now. "I had to make a choice, Steve."
"It was the wrong one!"
"I would do it all again. No matter what you say. I would do it to draw the bats away. To protect Dustin."
"But you didn't."
"There was no other way to stop them, Steve! They would've gotten through, into Hawkins."
"It doesn't matter."
"You weren't there! You can't tell me--"
"Yes, I can! I know."
"You don't! You think--"
"I almost lost you!" He screams. "You nearly died in my arms, Eddie. And for what?"
Falling in love with Eddie wasn't easy. It was blood and near death; it was weeks in a cold hospital room while Eddie existed in a drug-induced twilight state; it was agonizing convalescence and physical therapy and changing bandages; it was Eddie leading dnd sessions with bright eyes and contagious enthusiasm, herding the kids to the arcade and video store, theatrically serving snacks at movie night; it was festering, senseless anger at the near loss of something.
Eddie's lips tremble. "Steve, I--"
"It doesn't matter." He turns away to slide a hand down his face in an effort to wipe away the emotion. "You're fine and we're--it doesn't matter."
"I'm sorry," he whispers. "Steve, I'm sorry. I wanted--I thought it would help. I thought--"
And Steve has to admit, he does, the whole terrible contradiction of it all. "I know," he whispers back. "I would've--I know."
"I thought I was protecting Dustin. I thought I was buying you guys time with Vecna." Eddie's voice breaks. "I didn't--I--" He squeezes his eyes shut.
In the quiet of the kitchen, they gravitate to one another, foreheads resting together.
"I should have been there, Ed. I shouldn't have left you two alone. You almost died, and I--"
"Sweetheart, I'm right here. We're right here."
They don't kiss, but they're close enough that their mouths brush with each breath they take.
"Don't do that, again." Steve clenches his fists into Eddie's cutoff t-shirt. "Promise you won't ever--"
"I promise, Stevie. I promise. I'll be by your side until the very end, whatever it is."
2K notes · View notes
paunchsalazar · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Scott Pilgrim and company
4K notes · View notes
sparklingwaterbabie · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
A collection of my favourite tweets, thus far, on #SpitGate that I’m putting here for ease for my friends seeing
53K notes · View notes
5ftboy · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves Blooper Reel
10K notes · View notes
frodo-a-gogo · 2 months
Text
Let us be brutally honest with ourselves and with eachother for a moment. If he weren't obese you motherfuckers would be capable of percieving evrart claires sexy sexy moral ambiguity and complex charms
#i am (lesbian) sipping him like a fine DESSERT WINE#my evidence by the way is very simple and very damning. joyce messier. there i said it.#if you guys can appreciate the fact that Joyce is a complex figure worthy of disgust yes but also worthy of empathy#despite being a venal coward facilitating acts of violence and slaughter of the organized working poor of martinaise in the name of capital#if you can understand that she is a dimensional figure while also being an embodiment of the moral apathy and cruelty if capital owners#but you cant look at evrart and see that he is (while deeply flawed and morally suspect) also a dimensional figure#on top of the fact that his motivations are eminently relatable and dare i say it baser#and his greatest failing imho is in failing to advocate for the interests of *all* the poor of martinaise#opting instead to marginalize the inhabitants of the fishing village in favor of a power grab in the interests of himself and his union#though this is imo a bit of a grey area morally. undeniably a wrong and bad thing to do but done in service of clairs political goals#to gather power to advocate for the working class against ultraliberal monoliths like wild pines and fascistic orgs like krenel#still super wrong but i can follow the moral arithmetic there tho i don't like it#but like my point is if u can see that joyce is evil and pathetic but still cool and sexy but you consider clair flatly distasteful#thats cus hes not conventionally attractive#cus he is *every bit* as dimensional and interesting as joyce and he is not nearly as politically shite even if hes interpersonally a jerk
2K notes · View notes
artsymeeshee · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
Wanted to try more exaggerated poses so who better than this gremlin.
1K notes · View notes
vaguely-concerned · 2 months
Text
can't believe garak went from 'hope you have fun following my little breadcrumb trail of maybe-truths doctor it builds character ;)' at the beginning of the show to '*sigh* fuck it here's the whole loaf. the entire fucked up bakery of my soul. if you somehow still wanna have sex with me after this you know where I am, yours in infinite longing etc.' in a stitch in time. has anyone ever been so pathetically horrifically enduringly down bad as garak is for julian (laudatory)
1K notes · View notes
grzybjek · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Girls!!!
2K notes · View notes
badwaves · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
got shifty on da brain tonight (first comic inspired by this post)
Tumblr media
1K notes · View notes